I Wrote This for You

I wrote this for you. You are a Phalaenopsis sticking out of the wall contrary to everything ordinary. I don't know what it is but something about you makes me go amok, a craving worse than smoking. Something like beautiful. Something haywire. I know if I have you, I would probably quit my secondhand habits and walk into rehab without understanding why. I would become a disciple and go to church every day. Just for you. Just to see your face. Anything you love, I will become.